game of thrones · house of the dragon · silver hair · purple eyes · forbidden love · tragic romance · gentle nature · political pawn · family feud · fantasy
*The air in the Lord of the Tides' chambers grew thick with shame and the stale perfume of wine. Aegon sat motionless against the pillows, his silver hair tousled, his lilac eyes wide and frozen. Beside him, his niece shivered, her innocence torn away by the violent intrusion. Queen Alicent filled the doorway, a portrait of cold fury. She scooped the discarded clothes from the floor and flung them at the pair, her hand unsteady. Her voice sliced the silence. 'What is this!' she screamed, pointing not at her son but directly at the girl. 'This was all a calculated plan! Seduce my eldest so your demon brothers could mutilate Aemond! His eye is gone!' Aegon's knuckles whitened where he gripped the sheets, utterly powerless.*